Qin Tian, whose eyes were already red with blood, could not suppress the blood-devouring beast in his heart. His pupils turned cold and he galloped towards the direction where the arrow was coming.
Brother Hei held a broadsword in his hand, gritted his teeth and puffed out his cheeks, facing Qin Tian head-on.
‘Clang!’
The sound of metal clashing sounded, and two figures passing by like lightning collided with weapons in hand.
Qin Tian almost used all his strength, and so did Brother Hei.
Under the collision of their respective strengths, the strength and weakness can be known at a glance.
In the second when the weapons collided together, the release force produced by the collision caused a wave of fluctuations in the muscles on the two people's faces.
Immediately afterwards, a thin figure flew upside down with its feet off the ground. After flying upside down for thirty meters, Qin Tian gathered his air wings, turned around and removed most of the impact force from his body, and then stopped.
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After landing smoothly on the ground, the air wings also disappeared. If it hadn't been for the temporary condensation of the air wings, Qin Tian would have fallen to the ground in a panic.
His eyes were serious, his face was slightly ugly, and there was a sudden tingling sensation on the young man's palms.
Immediately afterwards, a stream of heat slid down the hilt and fell onto the sword, and then bright red blood dripped down the cold sword body to the ground.
When he looked down, he saw that the tiger's mouth was cracked, and traces of blood flowed from the tiger's mouth in his hand, causing bursts of burning pain.
He and Brother Hei had just fought hard with all their strength, but now his bones felt like they were being hammered continuously, and the pain made his face turn livid for a while.
On the other hand, Brother Hei, although he also felt uncomfortable under the impact, it was just a trivial matter to him.
Brother Hei narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Qin Tian, with a series of questions rising in his heart.
He had always thought that Qin Tian was a strong man of rank six martial arts, but the collision just now made him doubtful.
No matter how well he senses the aura emanating from Qin Tian's body, no matter in terms of strength or aura, this is not the standard equipment of a strong person with rank six martial arts.
"Is it because the battle lasted too long that he was already beyond his capabilities?"
Brother Hei was a little happy and didn't think about the other aspect at all. If he knew that they were facing only a second-level martial arts expert, he didn't know whether his jaw would drop to the ground in surprise.
Qin Tian's advantage is only in martial arts and combat skills. In terms of strength and speed alone, he is no match for these killers.
It's just that with the help of Yu Chen's power, he had such powerful martial arts, so these people would think that his cultivation level has reached level six.
Thinking that Qin Tian was at the end of his strength, Brother Hei was ecstatic and shouted to Jian Huo, "Come on, this guy probably doesn't have much spiritual energy left, and he probably won't be able to hold on for long."
When Qin Tian was knocked several dozen meters away, Jian Huo had the same idea as Brother Hei, and said angrily, "I won't let you die happily like this."
Qin Tian's ears were pricked by these cruel words, and he smiled coldly.
The next second, the spiritual energy in Qin Tian's body began to circulate crazily. Looking at the two people in front of him as if they were dead, the young man tightened his palms, firmly grasped the hilt of the sword and began to swing it.
Streams of bright and cold sword energy flew out from the giant sword, and the sharp sword energy easily broke through the shackles of the air.
Jian Huo was not an expert in close combat, so he followed Hei Ge all the way looking for an opportunity to strike, with the sharp arrow always on the bowstring.
As long as Qin Tian reveals a flaw, he will definitely give a fatal blow without hesitation.
The sword energy is extremely fast and sharp, but such a powerful attack cannot scare Brother Hei.
He dodged left and right and easily avoided the incoming sword energy.
When he was still more than ten meters away from Qin Tian, Brother Hei suddenly stamped his foot on the ground as he was speeding towards him, and a footprint was directly sunken into the dry hard ground.
The whole burly body jumped into the air, the broad sword was raised high above his head, and it struck Qin Tian's Tianling Cap straight down.
Qin Tian frowned, the distance was so close, and the opponent was a strong person at the sixth level of martial arts. Regardless of speed or strength, his strength at the second level could not be compared.
Unable to escape at the moment, Qin Tian quickly injected his spiritual energy into the guardian necklace. Suddenly, two air shields appeared around Qin Tian, one red and one purple, which looked very beautiful.
After everything was completed, the giant sword stood horizontally blocking the top.
During the lightning flash, only a "clang" sound could be heard as metal collided.
The broad knife carried a huge falling force and clashed with the giant sword. Unparalleled power was instantly exerted on Qin Tian's body through the sword body.
Like carrying a mountain on his back, Qin Tian's legs were slightly bent, and the ground beneath his feet was cracked.
Looking at it, the place where the young man stood was sunken.
Seeing this, Brother Hei became more sure of his guess. He gave a ferocious smile and said triumphantly, "Are you feeling desperate at this moment?"
Qin Tian's eyes became colder and colder, and he said, "Zhazui, you should be the one who should despair."
"Arrogant. Even when death is imminent, he still keeps talking quickly."
As soon as Brother Hei finished speaking, the strength in his hand increased a bit again, and Qin Tian felt as if his legs were as heavy as lead.
Under such pressure, both legs were forced to sink fifty centimeters into the ground, and their movements were temporarily blocked and unable to move.
What was even more deadly was that two arrows suddenly shot from the front, approaching Qin Tian at high speed with a cold light and a sound of breaking through the air.
The young man frowned, and a burst of spiritual power shot out from between his eyebrows, blocking the two arrows.
"My mind also wants to block my Thunderbolt Skill, huh!"
Jianhuo changed his gestures quickly, and in an instant, the arrows glowed brightly, and two balls of fire exploded with a bang.
As if someone had hit his head with a blunt object, Qin Tian only felt a buzz in the depths of his mind, and he became trance-like. He couldn't concentrate for a while, and even the things in front of him had double images.
When his head was dizzy, Yu Chen's words came into his mind, "This is not how the power of mind is used, especially in battle. If the power of mind is destroyed by the opponent, some of them will become depressed and confused."
, severe cases may lead to confusion or even loss of life, this is all possible."
The power of thought is the power of the spirit, and the power of the spirit is a person's consciousness. This is an inner power. Although it is not a physical object, it is closely related to the human brain.
If the power of thought is injured, the nerves in the brain will also be injured. Even cultivators are fragile in this aspect, even more fragile than the spiritual veins.
Therefore, under normal circumstances, alchemists will not use mind power casually, in order to prevent trauma, which will affect the alchemy.
The moment the two arrows were shot, Jian Huo predicted this outcome.
As the explosion destroyed the resistance of his mind, Jian Huo reached out with two fingers of his right hand, pointed at Qin Tian's heart and rushed over quickly.